Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mongolia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing L. Decosne to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Lou Reed,
Jandek,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Black Dice,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marc Almond,
Chrome,
OOIOO,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fire Engines,
World's Most,
Black Bananas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
David McCallum,
Man Parrish,
Vladislav Delay,
The Index,
Cymande,
The Star Department,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scientists,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mary Jane Girls,
Thompson Twins,
Lakeside,
Fela Kuti,
Ludus,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mo-Dettes,
The Tremeloes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Pus,
Roxy Music,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Skriet,
Wire,
U.S. Maple,
Bronski Beat,
Chris & Cosey,
Hardrive,
Brass Construction,
Talk Talk,
The Victims,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sound Behaviour,
DNA,
the Bar-Kays,
Supertramp,
Marvin Gaye,
Rakim,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Zero Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
The Doors,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bauhaus,
Sex Pistols,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.